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motor
things are ticking in my head, rotating, spinning, a baton that travels as if its past in a relay race. migrating around my mind. communicating ideas.
scuba
enter into underwater - outer space. submerge; gain depth, explore new sights the other side of the earth. scenery you can't wake up to. scenery you don't want to fall asleep to. an adventurous mystery. a different dimension; a liquefied realm.
shore
I waded, Strung, floating, on the surface of the ocean, at the mercy of the waves length... to the rhythm of its mood. In the distance, a texture appeared above the aquatic desert. Hope, solidified. A promise. Shore.
empty
hollow. lack of depth, weightless. unfulfilled, unsatisified... not enough. a crave for substance; for something more.
footsteps
imprinted in the sand under the weight of a person. a temporary trail, the manipulation of the earth how it molded to ones movement, leaving a lasting after thought.
oven
i pre ordered boars head oven-roasted turkey slices online, so i wouldn't have to wait in an inpatient line. i could just stroll on by, pick up my freshly sliced deli meat and carry on. when i got home, i prepared the stuffing mix. i placed the stuffing in a neatly packed line on one end of slice i rolled up the turkey until it rested on it's end. in the oven, it was placed three hundred and fifty degrees fahrenheit, for fifteen to twenty minutes ... or until golden brown.
ballot
decisions. morals, values, pleading promises little white lies dressed up in bow ties. straining for truth among smoking mirrors. the right way to go is in my direction.
moth
in an forgotten closet in the back corner of the attic, i peered in at the clothes rack, dusted with age a cluster of clothing hung, silently and still, undisturbed and stagnant for so many seasons. breaking the frozen scene, a moth readjusted its wings. a small, sudden motion, an impact the movement of life within a photograph.
rooftops
raindrops thudding on a tin rooftop tap dancing in shades of gray
steady
Paced smoothness, trusting guidance, a strong head lead. Perseverance in tow. Safe and secure. Challenged with obstacles, Blessed with achievements and victories. Balanced.
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